 I wanted to sing lullabies to my unborn son to my blossomed flower look what they have done in the walls of my womb my son your mother builds your tomb in the walls of my womb my son your mother builds your tomb the heart that beat within the beating starts to stop its frequency does dim then it stops they've killed my son muhsin oh dear son i will put you to sleep in heaven in a cot my son i will put you to sleep in heaven in a cot my sacrifice in karbala or she are you remember but the sacrifice in madina why have you forgot know that when my tears start to flow for abbas and hussein first they start to flow for my unborn son muhsin and as imam ali alaihi salam would have said this very emotional my son my son you i would have adored and would have taught you the art of the sword my son you i would have adored and i and would have taught you the art of the sword i wanted to hold your hand and walk you around town imagine how imam ali was proud of his children say the shabab Ali jannah how proud he was and what would have been if muhsin was born he goes and i would have taught you the art of the sword i wanted to hold your hand and walk you around town on eid i wanted you i wanted to dress you in a new gown i wanted to teach you a horse how to ride but your rights before your birth these despots denied my heart forever with pain does way i come at night to speak to you and your mother where you do lay inshallah Allah gives us all the opportunity that imam ahdi comes and shows us where this spot is i come to you i come at night to speak to you and your mother where you do lay i am saddened and distraught even though i am brave this is amir al mu'minin the conqueror imam rasulullah's conqueror he helped rasulullah in every battle he goes i am saddened and distraught even though i am brave i break down and cry when i sit next to your grave no when my tears start to flow for abbas and khusayn first they start to flow for my unborn son muhsin and the final verse would be in the words of sehdi zaynab alayha she brought she brought up of fadal abbas as her own younger brother imagine what she how she would have brought up hasith muhsin alayhi salam she says muhsin in my mother's eyes i saw a vision i saw a dream muhsin in my mother's eyes i saw a vision i saw a dream a protector of a protector of islam or muhsin you would have been a third inheritor of islam and muhammad's dean they took our mother's inheritance oh third inheritor of islam and muhammad's dean they took our mother's inheritance but before you could inherit they killed you oh my brother muhsin no when my tears start to flow for abbas and khusayn first they start to flow for my unborn brother